Deep Dive- Spider-man #121 – 122 (1973)

When Stan Lee left the day to day management of Marvel Comics in the early ’70’s to focus on integrating Marvel into TV and movies (to questionable success), it was indicative of several changes that I feel heralded the end of the Marvel Age of comics. Jack Kirby leaving in ’70 to go to DC,Continue reading “Deep Dive- Spider-man #121 – 122 (1973)”

Slid Right Off The Plate

‘Twas the morning, (a couple years ago), and all good men (me) thought of having a tuna salad and cheese on toast sammich (sandwich). Ah, but the application, the application, my boy!  I had the container of tuna salad out, the paper plate, the knife, and the bread was being toasted. I went into theContinue reading “Slid Right Off The Plate”

Party with the Dead!

Just thinking out loud, feelin’ lockdown-ish.  If you were going to have a party, but can only invite *famous* dead people from history, because social distancing wouldn’t be in effect for them, who would you invite? And each one would show up as you remember them from your favorite era.  Groucho Marx is the firstContinue reading “Party with the Dead!”

Random Remembrance- the video recording years

During the ’80’s, I put on some goofy shows. Sadly, or maybe not so sadly, most of them no longer exist.  I think it all began back in 1980 when I got my first car, a 1970, .302 V8 Mustang. Bucket seats. Sigh. Such a cool car, we built video adventures around it. Through aContinue reading “Random Remembrance- the video recording years”

Dear BBC, take my money…

I don’t think I’m going out on a limb here by saying the Beeb is now focused on animating all the missing episodes. If it is a limb, it feels very sturdy. The purse strings that used to be tied up in Gordian knots seem to have been sliced open and it’s raining animation moneyContinue reading “Dear BBC, take my money…”

The Yearly Cable Battle

It’s around this time each year when I call Comcast to renegotiate a lower bill without losing too many channels. But they’re crafty. They now have perhaps the perfect set up. They will lull you into a false sense of security and accomplishment before verrrrrrrrry slowly pulling the rug out from under you. I getContinue reading “The Yearly Cable Battle”

CRUNCH, KRONK, CHUNG

The title will eventually make sense but this was something that happened many years ago…. It was cold, close to the holidays, and Sheree’s parents were leaving town. Sheree was a nice girl– I think. I don’t remember how well we knew her at the American Academy of Art back in the early ’80’s. ButContinue reading “CRUNCH, KRONK, CHUNG”

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